Lyrics:

From the park when Dakota ran and brought you there
In the car when your mother lost her temper
The catalog and the catastrophic smile

Let the bugles play the sermon on the raid
I kissed you on the face
I kissed you on the playground

Oh Father John, you cannot tell me
What's right and wrong you cannot tell me
I jump before I get around you
Oh Father John

Pick it up with the band on the Ronald Reagan tollway
Don't give up, let's go forget about yourself
Illinois in it ran from the Ronald Reagan tollway
Forget about yourself and all your plans

Oh life, with your colorful surprises
Eleanor, how you put one on disguises
Oh Father John, you cannot tell me
What's right and wrong you cannot tell me

In the mortal life far in the morning light
We're back from Bloomington we let the runners win
Far in the morning light we let the movies play
A weekend from the holiday

Pick it up with the band on the Ronald Reagan toll way
Don't break down, let's go forget about yourself
Illinois in it ran from the Ronald Reagan toll way
If I'm wrong makes nothing right about yourself

Snowmobile on the field where the gunners throw their weight around
Forget about yourself and all your plans